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i literally learned to use blender just for this lmao

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never talk to me or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle or my pill bottle ever again

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as a person who uses either public bathroom on a toss of a coin i gottta say its kind of ridicuous that people are so attached to them being seperate facilities. youre not usually gonna see anyones dick at the urinal and youre not usually gonna be able to spy on any women. the stalls are the same except one has a little tampon bin. we would lose nothing if all bathrooms were unisex and i'll die on that hill.

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Don’t make me put your ass in the sealbarrow

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observation: among a certain subset of tumblr users, the term “blorbo” has become unchic, but the concept it describes is still important; and so it has been replaced with “The Character”

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And Now the Screaming Starts! (1973) dir. Roy Ward Baker

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Being kink positive makes it really hard to be a hater of media rip. I used to love watching “the WORST book I’ve read this year” booktube videos but now its like I hear them ask, “Who is this werewolf smut even for?” Omegaverse fans, next question. “Why would you write this?” Because they find it sexy, can we stop focusing on the ewie yucky kink part and focus on the fact that the author used the word knot five times in a single scene? It’s bad werewolf erotica, but it’s not bad because it’s werewolf erotica like come on

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mutuals our souls are aligned i mean hi

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[Creeps Into a new fandom] I come bearing humble b99/omgcp art gifts

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To The Person Who Was Sitting Near Me On The Train - Jordan Bolton

My first book ‘Blue Sky Through the Window of a Moving Car’ is out Nov 7th and is available to pre-order here - https://smarturl.it/BlueSky

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This is not an addiction

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I legit have no memory of time I didn't know how to swim. Spent half the time of my childhood summers up to my ears in a lake. I am unsinkable. My skin is so oily that the water just fucking rejects it. I just float on top like a witch carved from styrox tossed in the dead sea.

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i didn't miss #makeaterriblecomicday, there's still more than an hour left in my timezone, it's fiiiine! much like i'm sure YOU didn't miss this buny's really cool trick!

...r-right?? oh dear

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“go to hell” is basic. “i hope your favourite media gets an adaptation that got so popular with people that can’t tag properly, it overruns your main tag. Unfortunately you don’t hate the adaptation enough to block it, so now you just see bad takes after bad takes, complete misunderstanding of the theme of the story and the characters, and fan theories that contradicts to both the source material and adaptation but treated as canon and used in arguments for points.” is smart. it’s possible. it’s terrifying. It already happened to me

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There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned